Apparently, King Wayneman thinks I'm slacking. He has decreed that I post something.
"It's been too long since your last post," he says.
"My mom will worry, and call, and leave frantic messages on your phone because you haven't blogged in a while," he says.
"You'll lose your fan base," he says.
Well, the fact of the matter is, I'm tired... and uninspired... and grungy. I have been trapped in an anesthesia rotation, waking up every morning at 5:15 for the past 2 weeks, wearing blue paper bonnets and booties in a room that feels like the arctic circle, putting in I.V.s, and intubating people before they get eye surgery...And then they go to sleep, and I sit there watching monitors go "beep. beep. beep." and hope that they don't stop their incessant beeping, because then things are going to get exciting, which is NOT what you want during anesthesia. It's all for the sake of learning, folks. But let's just say, I'm very happy I chose dentistry instead of medicine (and more specifically: anesthesiology).
So "fan base," pardon my lack of enthusiasm. I still have two more weeks of this ahead of me, and I feel like doing an angry dance!
Wouldn't it be great to be that cool? As it is, I would look a lot more like this guy, but wearing scrubs, a blue bonnet, and paper booties.
I am surrounded by Y chromosomes MOST of the time. I have to put the toilet seat down at least once a day, meals are often accompanied by sound effects, and anything frou-frou is very out of place in our mostly masculine home. BUT if I had the chance, I wouldn't change my life at all! ...Well, maybe the toilet seat thing...
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She called me a "fan base"! Does that make me cool? Or nerdy?
Ah well, I'll never be as cool as Kevin Bacon and his angry dance. And then the other one... PHAW!! That was awesome.
I'm glad you kept your MIL from hyperventilating and I'm sorry you are going through the arduous anesthesia rotation. That's how I feel about January in general. January is brutal and makes me want to do an angry dance...
But thank goodness we can watch those angry dances...
Sounds like your anesthesia rotation is pretty brutal! I know what you mean about counting down the days till these hard rotations are over. Good luck, and hang in there!
Oh, and please make sure King Wayneman gets your angry dance posted up on YouTube. You know we are dying to see that one! :)
LOL! Here, here. I vote that Wayneman goes to work with you one day and records YOUR angry dance in scrubs, blue paper-bonnets and booties!
LOL! That was hilarious. Hey sometimes you just need to dance it out.
playing rock band with emily and the kids today...totally feel like a rockstar and not such a slacker anymore. rock on! and dance on!
King (?) Wayneman?
Royal decree?
Girl, you make me look like a real a** sometimes.
But a funny post nonetheless.
And I DO feel for you during this rotation.
Oh, my Love. You are no a**. But your persistence gave me a fun idea for a post, and if I hadn't been a little bit miffed at you when I wrote it, I'm sure it would not have been so humorous. My anger is funny, I guess.
Hilarious.
We MUST make sure that "The Chad" sees this!! He "adores" Kevin Bacon! Now I see why. He is extremely cool.
Of course, this is probably why Chad loves Kevin Bacon. If Angie had had a boy baby he would have been named "Bacon", or more precisely, "Master Bacon", which is totally unacceptable to angie... and Me... and nearly everyone else, including his mother (though she probably wouldn't understand the subtlty of the inference) she would HATE it. Yes, she would.
I LOVED the Angry Dance. I think I'll try one, but in my room, with the door locked.
dang when you said "stuck in artic circle" I thought you meant like "the fast food Artic Circle" I imagined you surronded by Shakes and Fry's and yummy fry sauce. that sounded pretty good to me :)
I'm a big advocate for "dancing it out" when you're angry. I've been dancing it out on my Dance Dance Revolution, and in my mind I look just as cool as Kevin Bacon. And afterwards, I'm not angry anymore.
As much as Chad loves Kevin Bacon, he is not a fan of Footloose. In the eyes of everyone else, it is the movie that made his career. In Chad's eyes, it was his low point. But his man-crush still remains.
Shana-Shana, bo-bana, fee-fi, mo-mana,
... how about a new post?
Don't make get all royal decree-y on your hiney, again.
There is NO movie on earth like Footloose. I remember doing lots of silly dance moves after watching that for the first time (I think I was 12 or something?), doing the leg kicks and spin jumps and all that. Soul-stirring! OK maybe more like get-off-your-butt-and-do-something stirring!
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